...and an apology
Well, I haven't been here for a while, but my life is about to go through a major change.
After living in my hometown for my entire life and in this house for over a year, I'm selling my home and moving to a nearby city and into an apartment. I've been completely out of money for a while now, and I've been looking for work. My roof leaks terribly (a $5000-8000 repair job), I can bearely keep the lights on, and quite frankly, I don't have enough education to find a decent job in IT. As far as that job I had lined up with that financial institution, one of my references didn't work out for me, so I didn't get it. It would have been sooooooo much $$$ for me, but now I am positively B R O K E! I have hit rock bottom, and I can't go on living like this anymore.
So now my apology.
I'm so sorry that I left you great guys here on DA for so long, and failed to return the courtesy of answering your messages. I know I may have made some promises about things such as certain features in my journals and such, so from now on, no more promises, as that lets down a lot of people. I've just been so sidetracked, but that is no excuse for my ignoring you. Again, I am sorry :sad:
But I'm very determined to change things in my life now, big time. I am currently enrolled in three job-seeking programs, multiple disability benefits programs (no response from either of them yet - I have a mild form of chorea, or muscular disorder, something that you may not notice if you saw me, but then again you might. I've had people say I should apply for disability benefits, so I have, even though I don't think I really need them). On top of all this, I need to have a rummage sale to sell 1/2 of all my belongings, and need to go apartment hunting. This fall, I am also going to school go get an associate degree in IT (programmer/analyst). All of the wheels are set in motion for all of this to happen, and happen it shall, so long as I don't get hit my any more minivans...
I was crossing a street via crosswalk where there are signs posted that say "State law requires vehicles to stop for pedestrians in crosswalks". Well, sometimes things happen.
I stepped out into the crosswalk, looked left, and saw the only vehicle that didn't stop. He was about fifteen feet away from me when I realized he wasn't going to stop, going about 15 to 20 or so mph. My reaction? Sheer disbelief. Before I knew it, he hit me, and I found myself spinning, as though someone had grabbed me by my arm and had spun around. Realizing I had survived the inital impact, I tried, against the forces of gravity, to prevent from landing on the hard pavement. And believe it or not, I wasn't even knocked over! God must have had his catcher's mit on.
Being concerned for the scared witnesses (all five of them, I think), I spread my arms out, let everyone see me, and assured them I was okay. Then the driver got out, and he asked if I was okay, and I smiled and said "I'm fine. Don't worry, I know it wasn't intentional, I don't have any pain." I was really concerned about him, because I can't imagine anything more horrifying than seeing a person's frightened face at the end of your hood when your driving. And I'm sure I looked horrified.
I keep playing this over and over in my head wondering how I could get hit by a minivan and not get hurt, much less remain on my feet. I'll be trying to figure this one out for years to come. That scene of that vehicle coming toward me is etched in my mind for years to come.
Of course, as I said before, God was watching

I missed you while I was gone
